Aggie is a chess genius.

But he wasn't a genius at teaching.

Although he has enthusiasm and dreams, his stiff Mandarin, his rigid teaching style, and his nervous mentality as a new teacher.

All of them made this group of children slowly lose their curiosity and interest in chess.

They all made excuses to go to the open space on the side to play a game that they would never get tired of playing.

Aggie was frustrated because he felt that he was not suitable to be a teacher.

He touched the beloved chess piece, and kept saying sorry in his heart, and he didn't know if his sorry was for the sake of those innocent children, or for what.

"Shall we have a plate?" Yang Zheng looked at the lost Aji, and took the initiative to change the direction of the chessboard, and he naturally gave the red son to Aji first.

Aggie nodded, and put the chess pieces in his hand back in place in frustration.

"Am I not fit to be a teacher?" Aggie asked in a low voice.

"No, you're suited." Yang Zheng replied with a smile: "For the profession of a teacher, the most important thing is always the love for the profession in my heart. ”

"But love alone isn't enough." Aji lowered his head and slowly moved his face, and he whispered a little melancholy: "Didn't you see it?" Didn't you see the disgusting eyes of those children just now? ”

"So what?" Yang Zheng picked up the black elephant, and he didn't fall for a long time.

"What do you think this elephant looks like?"

"What does the elephant look like?" Ajileng froze in place, he stared at the black "elephant" in Yang Zheng's hand, he was a little at a loss.

"Don't you think this elephant is a zoo elephant?" Yang Zheng pointed to the elephant in his hand, and then pointed to the red "appearance" on Aji's side, his face was full of excitement.

"There are a total of 32 chess pieces in Xiangqi, but only three kinds of chess pieces are different, one is Xiang and Xiang, and the other two are soldiers and generals."

"In fact, in ancient times, there was another kind of chess piece that was also different, that is, cannons and cannons."

Yang Zheng set up a black elephant and wrote "cannon" and "cannon" on the chessboard with his empty fingers, and then he said with a smile: "In the ancient history of our country, black artillery refers more to the meaning of stone-throwing vehicles. ”

"And the cannon of the red side also refers to a hot weapon with gunpowder."

"I see, but what does what you said have to do with my suitability to be a teacher?" Aggie picked up the red cannon, looked at it carefully, and placed it in the middle.

"The relationship is naturally bigger, because the perspectives of adults and children are different. Just like people today rarely understand the ancients. Yang Zheng seriously put up the screen horse, and said slowly: "Also in the eyes of children, chess is not just a chess game that only depends on the victory or defeat. He is a game, a game full of imagination and wisdom. ”

"In this game, the children don't think about what will happen off the board, let alone the difference between losing and winning. Because, in their eyes, playing chess is playing chess, and being happy is the most important thing. ”

After listening to Yang Zheng's words, Aji suddenly didn't know how to play this game of chess. Because, when he thought about it, when he first came into contact with chess, it was only because he had no other pastimes around him, and he didn't have no playmates, he only had chess.

At that time, chess brought him a lot of fun, and also gave his poor and lonely childhood a little more color worth remembering.

He looked around, the clouds in the sky were white, the trees beside him were green, the ground under his feet was white, but the chessboard in front of him was colorful.

He carefully observed every piece on the chessboard, and suddenly in his mind came back to the images that he could only see.

In that scene, the chessboard became a battlefield, with swords flashing and artillery fire roaring into the sky. There are unstoppable giant elephants in the smoke of gunfire, and there are stone-throwing carts that are taller than the city walls, but more often than the countless black-faced soldiers and pawns on the city walls. They brandished their swords and muttered words in a southern tone, wondering what they were fighting for.

Some soldiers fell down and wailed loudly, while others got up from the pile of corpses, stumbled and picked up the broken knives and swords on the ground, and slowly hummed songs that they could not understand the words in their hoarse voices. One giant elephant was shot in the eye by a cannon and fell in agony, while another trampled on its corpse with tears on its face.

The strategizing prime minister was directing the carriage and the artillery to stare at the last giant elephant, and the calm face of the soldier on the side trembled and pulled out his long sword, which had not been used for a long time, and blocked in front of the handsome.

The black stone-throwing cart finally smashed open the city gates, and the battle on the city walls finally came to an end.

The broken gate left the resourceful prime minister speechless, and the bloodied soldiers on the walls looked at the blackened army on the opposite side and finally lowered their swords.

The soldier who was regarded as loyal threw away his long sword with trembling hands, and only the old man sat firmly in the middle palace, waiting for the opponent to shout out the long-lost general.

"You've changed too much, it's not good."

The smoke slowly dissipated, and the veteran on the opposite side rode on a tall horse and said calmly.

"But chess is about trickery." The old man replied a little unwillingly, looking around from afar, the soldiers were in chaos, and he was even more remorseful.

After all, he is a famous commander who keeps up with the times, whether it is the firearms on the field or the well-equipped soldiers, they are much more advanced and stronger than the veteran on the opposite side, but the giant elephants and ancient catapults on the opposite side of the veteran who can't get on the table actually break their own artillery and the soldiers who take the lead.

Anyone will fall into deep doubt after remorse.

"You're right, chess is about trickery. But those who play chess pay attention to the right path. ”

"The right way? What is the right path? ”

"The right way is that no matter how others question you or how life doubts you, you must strengthen your beliefs, be yourself, play every game of chess, do everything well, and live the self you want."

"Although the times are changing, and although the times are on the way to change, obsolescence can even be said to be the loss of many traditional things. But the essence of the spirit is never lost. ”

"That most essential spirit supports the backbone of this country and even its people. There are two kinds of the most essential spirit, one is called persistence, and the other is called perseverance. ”

"Isn't persistence and perseverance the same thing?" The old man was a little confused.

"No, it's for yourself. Perseverance is for what you care about behind you. ”

"What do you care about behind you?"

"Yes. Just like now, I hold on to my ideals and my own beliefs. Didn't you ask me what my ideal was? In fact, my ideal is similar to yours, that is, I want more people to like chess and change something through chess. ”

"And the belief I stick to is to let the chess in my hands play its original brilliant, but in this era it is dim."

"General!"

Aji raised his head and looked at Yang Zheng with a calm face, he seemed to have found his faith.